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thenearshore2016-08-15 06:55 pm
godsoffortune) wrote in thenearshore2016-08-15 06:55 pm
Entry tags:
- !intro log,
- ayumu yamazaki | peace maker kurogane,
- event log,
- izuku midoriya | my hero academia,
- shun kurosaki | yu-gi-oh! arc-v,
- ω add | elsword,
- ω ankh | kamen rider ooo,
- ω asato tsuzuki | yami no matsuei,
- ω axel | kingdom hearts,
- ω bishamon | noragami,
- ω chuuya nakahara | bungou stray dogs,
- ω data-roxas | kingdom hearts,
- ω davesprite | homestuck,
- ω eiji hino | kamen rider ooo,
- ω ekko | league of legends,
- ω flynn | shin megami tensei iv,
- ω forrest | fire emblem fates revelation,
- ω hakkai cho | saiyuki,
- ω hazel grouse | saiyuki,
- ω hiyoko tosaka | hatoful boyfriend,
- ω ionasal.kkll.preciel | ciel nosurge,
- ω joker | kuroshitsuji,
- ω ken kaneki | tokyo ghoul,
- ω kenren | saiyuki gaiden,
- ω kija | akatsuki no yona,
- ω kimihiro watanuki | xxholic,
- ω konzen douji | saiyuki gaiden,
- ω ludger will kresnik | tales of xillia2,
- ω nagi naoe | weiss kreuz,
- ω naminé | kingdom hearts,
- ω omi tsukiyono | weiss kreuz,
- ω ren suzugamori | cardfight!! vanguard,
- ω riku replica | kingdom hearts,
- ω ronald knox | kuroshitsuji,
- ω ross | senyuu.,
- ω roxas | kingdom hearts,
- ω saix | kingdom hearts,
- ω sha gojyo | saiyuki,
- ω sheryl nome | macross frontier,
- ω slaine troyard | aldnoah.zero,
- ω sora | kingdom hearts,
- ω tatsuya enomoto | k,
- ω tenpou | saiyuki gaiden,
- ω toshizou hijikata | peace maker kuro,
- ω tsubomi kido | kagerou project,
- ω ukoku sanzo | saiyuki,
- ω yoko kurama | yu yu hakusho,
- ω yoruichi shihouin | bleach,
- ω yuto | yu-gi-oh! arc-v
007 | Clean Up Your Act
Who: Everyone!
What: Spring cleaning
When: All day April 15
Where: All around the Heavens
Summary: The Heavens don't like things being cluttered, so it's time to clean up a little bit.
Main Hall
While the main hall of the Heavens seems spotlessly clean at all times, that's not the case at all. In fact, it's been at least a decade since the last time they actually cleaned everything out properly. There are a lot of hidden closets and back rooms that have layers of dust and dozens of boxes filled with nothing but junk. Who knows, though! You might find something interesting and useful in there along with all the garbage.
Suprises
Unfortunately, some of the older temples on the Far Shore seem to have some interesting surprises tucked away, ranging from cursed artifacts all the way to magical creatures locked up in long-forgotten rooms. You are free to be creative with this as a way to get your characters into trouble while cleaning.
Complimentary Dinner
After all of your hard work, you deserve to have some tasty food and refreshing beverages. So the Heavens have provided that for you, so that you can wind down after a long day. It's not as fancy as the banquets they often put on, but there is a nice array of food and drinks for everyone to enjoy.
Counselling
As usual, there is a white-robed shinki bearing the gold chrysanthemum of Amaterasu sitting at a table in the Main Hall. There is a small sign that denotes her as the counselling shinki. Anyone is welcome to approach her, and she will smile serenely at anyone passing by as well.
In Summary:
What: Spring cleaning
When: All day April 15
Where: All around the Heavens
Summary: The Heavens don't like things being cluttered, so it's time to clean up a little bit.
Main Hall
While the main hall of the Heavens seems spotlessly clean at all times, that's not the case at all. In fact, it's been at least a decade since the last time they actually cleaned everything out properly. There are a lot of hidden closets and back rooms that have layers of dust and dozens of boxes filled with nothing but junk. Who knows, though! You might find something interesting and useful in there along with all the garbage.
Suprises
Unfortunately, some of the older temples on the Far Shore seem to have some interesting surprises tucked away, ranging from cursed artifacts all the way to magical creatures locked up in long-forgotten rooms. You are free to be creative with this as a way to get your characters into trouble while cleaning.
Complimentary Dinner
After all of your hard work, you deserve to have some tasty food and refreshing beverages. So the Heavens have provided that for you, so that you can wind down after a long day. It's not as fancy as the banquets they often put on, but there is a nice array of food and drinks for everyone to enjoy.
Counselling
As usual, there is a white-robed shinki bearing the gold chrysanthemum of Amaterasu sitting at a table in the Main Hall. There is a small sign that denotes her as the counselling shinki. Anyone is welcome to approach her, and she will smile serenely at anyone passing by as well.
In Summary:
- Clean up your home
- Help clean others' homes
- Get the main hall clean too!
- Hope no hidden magic jumps out
- Seek counselling if you need it
- Enjoy your complimentary dinner
- Have fun~
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Staring is rude, you know.
[This reminder isn't doing anything for Slaine's ability to stop staring, however]
...If they're not cats, what is this?
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[For a split second, Sheryl thinks that these cats might have implants embedded into them — how else can they talk? — until a momentary pause ensues, reminding herself that she's not in Galaxy anymore. Her hand twitches under the cat's gentle bump, and eventually she relents, patting it on the left side.
Talking cats... they're being surrounded by talking cats. Yes, definitely unusual.]
Aaah, I've never seen anything like you before! The cats I know have only one tail and don't talk.
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I haven't seen a girl with pink hair either, you know.
I don't remember the last time a boy didn't run from the laughing urn trick, either-
[A chorus of feline banter rises up before Slaine can say anything. It precipitates into commentary about what they all have and haven't seen, tails flicking as they compare and seem to forget entirely the two people staring there staring at them.
So he just looks at Sheryl. Just looks at her and spreads his arms helplessly. Look upon what you have wrought, Sheryl Nome]
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Her gaze remains narrowed until suddenly...]
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[She raises a hand up towards the ceiling in an attempt to gain the cats' attention, all before she lowers it to the side.]
Slaine and I are very interested in getting to know your kind. So, if you cuties don't mind, please introduce yourselves!
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At least introduce yourself properly first.
[Slaine just presses a hand to his face and groans. They might've been better off before the cats started commentating, but now it seems the floodgates have been opened and there's nothing but sass coming out]
Or play with us, you look like you could carry a few pots-
[And then there are a good half-dozen waist-height urns cackling as their lids clatter along with the sound. Ah, yes, this is going very well.
Slaine notes it was far more disturbing before he knew what the cause was]
...They're heavy.
[Just...just so you know, Sheryl]
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But she can't let her feelings be displayed on her face. Sheryl Nome will not lose to talking cats.
And so, she takes a deep breath, pushing her composure into the forefront.]
No thanks, the only things I'll be carrying are the hopes and dreams of every boy and girl who follows me.
[Said as smooth as butter, all thanks to her experience talking to millions of people on stage. Her posture straightens up, just in time for her introduction.]
My name is Sheryl. Sheryl Nome. I'm the current incarnation of the goddess of music — Euterpe.
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Ever heard of that one?
Nope.
Boring.
[Slaine shakes his head, and in contrast to Sheryl, he does bend to pick up an urn. He's dealt with this entirely too many times today, by now. The cats part to give him room when he straightens, and perhaps they were wise to do so, because he has to correct his balance over the course of a few paces]
Slaine Saazbaum Troyard. That's all I know of myself, so don't expect much.
[Said with the same sort of flat disenchantment one might experience when reading about a subject in which one hasn't any interest whatsoever]
Which one of you is this, the calico one?
[He hefts the pottery up a little more, peering at the remaining crowd]
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[Sheryl is just... going to give these cats a pointed look while she rests both hands on her hips. Boring?!]
All of you have obviously been living in those urns for too long!
[Speaking of urns, she rushes to Slaine's side and carefully looks over his shoulder, one hand resting on top of it for support. That name of his is quite long, almost like it belongs to a fancy royal.]
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[Slaine jostles the urn in his hands as though this helps him assess a nearly-bored hum sounding his his throat. It's apparently a game with which he's become familiar over the course of the day]
Is it... The black one with white paws?
It could be...
[He huffs out a breath]
Noncommittal.
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The tabby one!
[She points at the cat she described as though she just discovered a hidden treasure beneath all that fur.]
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Does she even know how to play?
[There's an impatient air about that question, and in a burst of smoke, the urn vanishes to reveal a black cat. The cats aren't inside the urns; they're transforming into the urns. Strange as it is, Slaine has seen it enough times throughout the day to find it rather unremarkable now.
So long as they don't pop up out of nowhere, that is]
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How do they even do that?!
[Such troublesome creatures.]
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[Or such is his assumption as the cat hops down to join its fellow felines. They're still chattering away, this time debating if some other game might turn out being more engaging, since somebody doesn't seem to understand the game.
For his part, Slaine can only shrug]
Though I'm afraid I'd never heard of two-tailed cats before.
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[From the way her eyes narrow at the two-tailed fiends, it's clear that Sheryl's words are at their expense. The constant chattering like she and Slaine aren't there is frankly getting on her nerves, and it shows from the disapproval plastered all over her face.]
Come on, Slaine. Let's get out of here.
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How do we leave though? They're rather...encumbering.
[What with the way the cats have crowded around them both from all sides]
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Even so, as irritating as these creatures are to Sheryl, she doesn't want to hurt them or step over them in case of an accident that might ensue to her or Slaine. What to do...?]
If these cats aren't normal and can transform into things...
[Slowly, she pulls out her golden microphone from her purse, glancing at Slaine with pursed lips.]
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Can't gods just teleport?
[It seems simpler than putting on a concert for felines, but he's not exactly an expert on what it's like to be a god. Maybe it's draining to move from one place to another instantly like that.
Perhaps he ought to ask Hope about it sometime]
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If he pays close attention, he might be able to detect her cheeks turning a shade of pink.]
I know that! Now hold on to me.
[And she huffs. Putting the microphone back in her purse, she tucks an arm around his and with a blink of an eye, they disappear... and then reappear outside in the hallways. Take that, cats.]
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At least, it seems, they're free of the cats]
They were following me around all afternoon.
[And he can't begin to imagine what the fascination was, unless they were simply that bored]
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Yes, he looks undignified, hence some chuckles come out of Sheryl's lips.]
You must be really popular with cats! They probably sensed a cat lover in you.
[A pause. Now that they're talking about cats...]
How is Lily doing these days?
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I don't know about popular...
[With anyone really, because he's just himself here]
Lily has been doing well. She's quite active, and growing steadily.
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[Sheryl misses petting Lily's soft white fur, okay? And even better when she gets to see how far she's really grown under Slaine's care. Her eyes linger on his shoulders for a bit, lips pursed.]
You've been holding those heavy urns for the annoying cats. How are your arms?
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My arms...?
[As though it doesn't logically follow that lifting heavy objects would affect them, go Slaine]
They're fine. It wasn't that heavy.
[He's stronger than his lean build might suggest, perhaps]
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[Slaine's answer only prompts confusion from Sheryl's end as she closes the distance a little between them, checking out his shoulders in disbelief. Sure he's a shinki and looks can be deceiving, but she's noticed how he had some difficulties with the urns.
Also she considers him a friend of hers, someone worthy of her concern despite how he annoys her at times.]
What about your shoulders? [Suddenly an idea forms in her head. He might not like it, judging from the way she squints at him.] Aren't they sore?
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OOC